I’ll never understand people who constantly bitch about not having enough money to pay their bills (the basics; rent and utilities) yet continue to do amazingly stupid things with their money. I’ve watched this particular person somehow manage to find the money for a new tattoo last week (then call out sick the next day because it hurt too much) and then talk all day today about how they’re buying Grand Theft Auto V tomorrow…. because I guess buying video games on release day is more important than rent.
One of the office buildings I regularly spend a bit of my work week at is advertised as a ‘green’ building. Reused materials, solar panels, recycling program, etc. Along with this theme they have a grand total of 17 parking spots around the building that have signs posted that say ‘For Green Vehicles Only’. After the handicapped spots, they are the prime parking areas.
Every time I’ve been at this building, every one of these spots has been empty.
A couple of weeks ago I had a bit of an epiphany. As a result of said epiphany, I parked my Ford F-150 Crew Cab truck in a spot reserved for ‘green’ vehicles. On my way to leave I was accosted buy building management (with a member of building security in tow).
‘You can’t park that here!’
‘It’s clearly marked for GREEN vehicles ONLY!’
‘So it is…. and?’
‘That THING is clearly NOT green!’ (Yes, he called my baby a ‘thing’. Bastard.)
‘Sure it is.’
‘It’s a flex fuel vehicle. In fact, I’m currently running E85.’
‘Ethanol. E85 Ethanol. Corn gas. Green.’
‘That’s not what we meant!’
‘Well you don’t do a very good job of explaining it.’
‘Just don’t park it here again’ and he stormed off (security wandered off a bit earlier… I think to keep from laughing)
In any case… I was back at this building today and noticed something. About a third of the spots that were previously marked as green were no long marked at all. It looks like the unwashed parking masses were now allowed to use them.
The other spots? They all had new shiny signs…. ‘For Hybrid Vehicles Only’.
They were also all empty.
who decides to use Halloween as a way to pass out some religious items instead of giving a kid a piece of candy or just turning out the friggin lights. Above you see a picture of the handout of religious items my kids recieved in their Halloween candy bag. At least…. I think its religious.
The pink sheet is a flyer for the church. The comic is a ‘your soul is going to hell unless you repent and accept Jesus’ comic (which is a sucky subject for a comic). You’ll also notice the standard WWJD braclet which, because of the rainbow colors, could easily be mistaken for a gay pride bracelet from a distance. Whoops. In any case… what I really don’t get is the necklace.
The necklace of mardi gras beads… with a monk… holding what looks like a mug of beer…. and the name TUCKS on the bottom of the robe.
So… um… what?
I’m assuming this is a reference to Friar Tuck and not Tucks Medicated Pads. So, a church is handing out a Friar Tuck character from the Robin Hood stories. The version of Friar Tuck that has has an propensity for the mass consumption of ale (hence the beer mug).
Obviously somebody screwed up. I will however take this opportunity to thank whoever put the Jesus pack together. The beer drinking Friar Tuck[s] mardi gras necklace now holds place of honor in my garage brewery.
I’ve railed about captcha requirements in the past but the one I bitched about before has nothing on the captcha graphics I was expected to decifer last night.
I was having a problem with a game from Valve (Half Life 2 Episode 2) and wanted to post a question on Valve’s forum. I had to register first and when I attempted to, I was greeted with this captcha:
What? Seriously? Ok… maybe I’m going colorblind.
Lets try a refresh:
Lets try that refresh again:
You know what? Screw it. I’ve got better things to do.
I’ve said it before and I’ll keep saying it. Captcha sucks. Some (like this one) suck much more than others. This one is just over the top.
edit: amazingly embarrassing spelling and grammer mistakes corrected.
Well that pretty much sums up my day (ok, so there was a bit of a comment).
A couple of days ago I stopped in the Hunt Valley Gamestop to pick up a DS game for the oldest daughters birthday. I quickly found what I was looking for and headed for the counter. Unfortunately for me, the two clerks currently on duty were involved in a very heated, loud and thought provoking discussion. It went something like this (paraphrased, but 99% accurate):
clerk1: All I’m saying is that I don’t like Racer X in the movie. They totally changed his costume and didn’t stay faithful to the original show.
clerk2: But it looks much cooler now! The original black mask with white spandex looked stupid.
clerk1: But thats the way it was! They shouldn’t go messing with the basic cannon of the show.
clerk2: But dude! The white spandex costume just looked so gay! It was horrible.
clerk1: It didn’t look that gay!
clerk2: Yes, it did. It looked totally gay. The new all black costume is much cooler.
clerk1: What about Batman?! He wears spandex and I don’t hear you calling him gay.
clerk2: Thats because Batman wore spandex to dress like a giant, scary BAT! That’s totally not gay!
me: Hey! GUYS! Can I buy this now or what?
I swear it was like I was stuck in some Kevin Smith movie. Honestly, it was actually kind of pathetic. These guys looked to be at least in their mid-twenties and this was some serious shit to them.
The kicker was that they couldn’t actually find the game I was trying to buy so I ended having to stop buy the Shrewsbury Gamestop on the way home and get it there. Fortunately there was no gay spandex movie fight going on at that location.
Muslims in western India have been observing a bizarre ritual – they’ve been throwing their young children off a tall building to improve their health.
Police in Texas said a 21-year-old man was arrested and accused of trying to cash a check for $360 billion.
This wasn’t a case of a guy not knowing how many zeros he put on the end of the check, he actually wrote out Three Hundred and Sixty Billion in the check amount.
Its about damn time. Of course I already rented it via in store exchange three months ago (and it was a hit with the kids), I just kept it in the queue to see how long it would take to actually ship. It’s been sitting at the number one spot for half a year. Ridiculous.
One I really don’t want.
We received a junk fax this morning with the above title. I scanned in the top portion of the fax.
Now maybe its just me, but that looks like the Grim Reaper standing in the background there.
Again, maybe its just me, but that seems like a very bad way to advertise a medical plan (even ignoring the whole fax spam thing)
If you actually need a recipe for hotwings, you should just leave the kitchen. Really… get out before you hurt yourself. There’s sharp and hot things in there. Best leave them alone.
‘Tis the season when small furry rodents attempt to get past my defenses and invade my home. usually they only make it as far as the garage. Every once in a while, one manages to invade my domicile. Now… there are plenty of ways to deal with these invaders. Poison. Glue strips. ‘No-kill’ hippie traps. Electronic shock traps. But to be honest, I’ve always been a fan of the absolute destructive power of the good ‘ol victor snap trap (with peanut butter as bait… screw cheese).
So a few nights ago I’m sitting in the home office and I hear a strange noise coming from under the oven in the kitchen. A few minutes later the noise has migrated to the cabinet next to the oven. After a bit, it stops. I fetch a snap trap from the garage, load it with peanut butter, carefully set it and slid it into place towards the back of the cabinet. I close the cabinet door and stand up to wash my hands. Before I even manage to turn around to face the sink, I am startled by a massive WHACK!
‘Goddamn trap tripped off on its own’ was the first thought I had. I open the cabinet door and stare with a bit of amazement at the mouse that is now splayed out, bulging eyes, back broken, laying dead on the snap trap. I then find myself talking to the now dead mouse. “You dumb SOB. I just put that damn trap there. That was so fast you must have watched me put it there! How stupid are you?!”
I’m guessing about as stupid as talking to a dead mouse.
So Saturday night we settle down the family in front of the fire to watch the ‘Special Uncut’ airing of Elf on USA. It was an 8-10p schedule but it’s the PG rated movie Elf. What could possibly go wrong?
Thirty minutes into the movie and the run promo for the Monk Christmas Special. The promo ends with the main character Monk facing the camera and stating: “To all the kids watching, I’d just like to say there’s no such thing as Santa Claus.’ Nice. What mental giant at USA thought that would be a good promo to run during this movie?
It doesn’t end there. Right after the monk promo, before we can even get into damage control mode for two youngest, they run a promo for Law & Order Criminal Intent which starts with the voice-over ‘Raped and murdered prostitutes…’. Ok then… so much for USA. And off went the TV.
A quick trip to Walmart and I came back with the Elf DVD and we watched the movie truly uncut and not ‘Uncut except for when USA networks decides to cut in and run inappropriate promos for their shows while also running popover ads that cover 1/4 of the viewing screen while the movie is running’.
This morning I was still annoyed enough that I decided to give USA a call. Of course when you call the phone number listed on their ‘contact us’ FAQ you’re greeted with the message ‘You’ve reached a non-working number at 30 Rockefeller Plaza’. I tell ya… USA Network is really on the ball.
What? Wear the web? Oh wait… we are the web. Nevermind.
Save the Internet!
Or don’t. Actually, that might be better.
People never cease to surprise me. Although in this case I can’t tell if I’m surprised by their utter brazenness or complete cluelessness.
Scene: A mostly deserted Hunt Valley Industrial Park parking lot.
Time: Random weekdays between 5 & 6:30p
What: Two cars parked right next to each other on the far off edge of said parking lot.
Purpose: It quickly becomes obvious
Usually its some type of minivan and a sedan parked next to each other. Other times its an SUV/car or Van/SUV combo.
My favorite so far is the Minivan with Maryland tags parked next to the Lexus with Pennsylvania tags. Oh… did I mention the ‘My Child is an Honor Student at Hereford Middle School’ bumper sticker on the van? No worries, I’m sure the van is driven by a single parent…. right?
I just can’t figure out if these people know they can be seen and don’t care or if they think they are actually being in any way secretive. Regardless, here’s a public service announcement: Even though that dark glass is marketed as ‘privacy’ glass, it isn’t. Especially when the dome light is on.
So I’ll do brief update on the machines I tried installing 7.10 on that I discussed (ranted about?) here:
System 1: Work system that was giving me the modprobe error. I was able to get the system to boot when I added the option ‘all_generic_ide’ to the grub command. So great… it boots. Now I can’t get the system to keep its screen resolution settings. Every reboot, it defaults back to 1024×728 85hz. I manually set it back to 1280×1024 75hz and it works great… until the next power cycle.
System 2: Kids system at home. We still have the random garbled screen boot problem. Playing around in the BIOS made it a bit more stable, but has not resolved the problem. Once we get it to boot though, we’re fine.
We have a problem with firefox whenever we use the user switching. Kid1 logs in, starts firefox and does their homework. Kid2 switchs over, logs in, starts firefox and does their homework. Kid1 one comes back, switches back to the their account and…. no firefox on the screen. Kid1 tries to start firefox again and is greated with:
And there is absolutely nothing the kids can do to kill the firefox process(es) its complaining about. Dad has to ssh in from his office and kill it every time he gets paged (i.e.: Daaaaaaaaaaaaad! Its doing that thing again!) from the living room.
This happens any time any user switches back to their login when they had been running firefox.
System 3: There is no system 3 anymore. It’s running XP sitting on some user’s desktop right now.
A high-profile documentary, Sony Pictures Classics’ “Jimmy Carter: Man From Plains,” had a poor debut, taking in just $10,573 at seven theaters. The film from director Jonathan Demme (“The Silence of the Lambs”) follows the former president during a tour to promote his book “Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid.”
If they really wanted to make some money on this thing, they should have focused on the single greatest moment of Carter’s Presidency. And what would that be you ask? Why… making it Federally legal to homebrew beer of course.
“It was hissing menacingly, its teeth flashing and nostrils flared and making straight for the president.” – press account of the incident.
Can’t you just hear the theme music?
They say this cat Carter is a bad mother
SHUT YOUR MOUTH!
I’m talkin’ ’bout Carter.
THEN WE CAN DIG IT!
Crossposted to The Political Stuff.
Ellen DeGeneres is in the doghouse with a pet rescue agency after giving a pooch away to her hairdresser because it didn’t get along with her cats.
The talk show hostess and her partner Portia de Rossi adopted Iggy, a Brussels Griffon mix, on Sept. 20. But when things did not work out, DeGeneres gave the dog to her hairdresser.
In doing so, DeGeneres violated an agreement with the Mutts and Moms agency by not informing them of the handoff.
When the agency called DeGeneres to ask about Iggy, she said she found another home for the dog. The agency sent a representative to the hairdresser’s home Sunday and took the dog away.
DeGeneres said her hairdresser’s daughters, ages 11 and 12, had bonded with Iggy and were heartbroken when the dog was taken away.
“Because I did it wrong, those people went and took that dog out of their home, and took it away from those kids,” a sobbing DeGeneres said on her show.
Degeneres should have read the paperwork before she signed it. The being said, these so called ‘pet rescue’ people are a bunch of nutcases. Do they really expect to find a better home for a rescued animal than with a couple of 11 and 12 year old girls?
I can personally attest to the fact that a large majority of these so called ‘animal rescue’ people are nothing more than a bunch of psychotic freaks with massive superiority complexes who get off on judging whether other people are ‘worthy’ of adopting their animals. My own experiences with adopting an animal proved this to me. I’m convinced that most of these people don’t actually want to adopt out the animals, they just want to find ways to tell people how and why they are judged ‘unworthy’ to be a pet owner (and then sit back and bitch about how they can’t find people to adopt these rescued animals).
Edit: Just noticed this followup article:
The owners of the doggy rescue agency that snatched back the pup that Ellen DeGeneres gave away say they are not going to bow to death threats from fans and pressure from the talk show host and they will not return the dog to DeGeneres’ hairdresser.
“It’s never gonna happen,” attorney Keith A. Fink, who is representing the owners of the Mutts and Moms agency, told FOXNews.com. “There is more of a chance that the Yankees are going to win the World Series this year.”
Obviously death threats are idiotic. But the above quote shows exactly the kind of attitude these pet rescue people have.
Fink told FOXNews.com that Mutts and Moms has a rule that families with children under 14 are not allowed to adopt small dogs â€” but they might have made an exception had DeGeneres gone through the proper channels.
Another nice quote. We won’t allow children under 14 to have small dogs…. because anyone with a brain knows that children under 14 are all masochistic freaks who will torture, main and kill any small animal they come in contact with (Think I’m exaggerating? Check my story linked about where one of the agencies demanded psychological evaluations of my kids before even considering we be allowed to adopt). Another gem: ‘they might have made an exception had DeGeneres gone through the proper channels’. But no… Ellen pissed off the almighty pet people… and now they’re exercising their doggie power.
I had the TV on in the background while doing some general work on the computer when something caught my attention. The talking heads on this local network news show were going on about ‘record high temperatures across the country’ and how they where causing people to just drop dead left and right (marathon deaths and such). While they were ranting about global warming, the melting ice cap* and on and on and on.
While they were talking, I happened to start paying attention to the news ticker scrolling by at the bottom of the screen. ‘Forcast of record low temperatures this winter causing heating oil prices to rise to near record levels.’
Ok… please… just ONE disaster at a time. Ok?
Death because of heat. Death because of cold. Record high temps. Record low temps. Record high deaths from panic attacks brought on by incessant news fear mongering.
* Yes, just one. They only talking about the North Pole. I guess the fact that Antarctica is actually growing just doesn’t fit the disaster mold they wanted to fill.
First up, Sally Field:
if the mothers ruled the world there would be no goddamn wars in the first place.
In Gaza, Farahat is known as Um Nidal, or Mother of the Struggle — a mother who sent three of her six sons on Hamas suicide missions against Israeli targets. “We consider it holy duty,”
I could go on (Andrea Yates anyone?), but I think I’ve made my point. Tell me Sally, how are things in Warm, Happy, Fuzzy Bunny Land(tm)?
Next Up, Barry Manilow.
Not much needs to be said here Barry except for this… Just how much of a wimp are you to be afraid of debating Elisabeth Hasselbeck? Especially on such a lopsided show as The View?
What ELSE does the school system seem to have money for? Books? No. Teachers? No. Astro-Turf for the athletic field? Looks like it.
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